N/A: Has anyone else noticed that in most fanfictions that Kazuki is usually the sick one and that someone like Jubei : ) or Ban : I end up taking care of him? (I don't know it's just an observation). Anyway here's another drabble for you KazukixJubei fans out there.

Caring

He felt a burning sensation run throughout his whole body. Fire was licking his insides, hammers were pounding his head, and his throat was being rubbed with sandpaper. But despite it all he had promised. He had promised Kazuki that they would go to the movies that day, and to anyone who had ever known Jubei Kakei one thing was for sure; he was a man of his word. A promise was a promise. A sacred agreement between two people meant to cherished and kept. At all circumstances and costs. Especially if that promise was to the person that meat the most to you.

"Jubei are you ready yet?" It was Kazuki. Jubei heard a rustling and then a knock on his door.

Jubei tried with all his remaining strength to get up from his bed, but his body felt like brick of lead. "I'll be out in a few minutes!" Jubei yelled in a hoarse cough as he tried for a second time to get out of bed his body refused yet again.

Kazuki emerged from behind the wooden door. Kazuki was dressed up and was ready to go the movies. "Jubei are you feeling alright?" An expression of concern played on Kazuki's beautiful face.

"I'm fine." Jubei let out a fit of coughs. "I'm just getting ready so that we can go out." Jubei tired one more time to get out of bed but failed for a third time. Just by looking at the red faced man it was obvious that he wasn't fine.

"Jubei, you don't look so well." Kazuki quickly made his way to Jubei's side. He gingerly placed a smooth palm of Jubei's forehead. Instantly he felt a prick of heat. "You're running a fever. We can't go out when you're ill. I guess we'll have to cancel and go to the movies another time."

"But I promised…and you really wanted to go…and…" Kazuki placed a finger over his protector's lips to silence him and smiled sympathetically.

"Don't be ridiculous. We can go to the movies anytime. You're sick and I need to take care of you. Now stay put while I get some things." Before Jubei could even protest Kazuki quickly left the room.

Jubei sighed to himself. It wasn't supposed to be this way. Jubei was the one who was suppose to be taking care of Kazuki and not the other way around. Now here he was lying sick and pathetic in bed, running a fever. He hated himself for being such a burden to Kazuki. Yet in some in his heart in some weird twisted way Jubei was kind of glad that he was sick. He felt guilty because somewhere inside of himself he actually enjoyed being taken cared of.

After a while Kazuki came back with a thermometer, a wet washcloth and some medicine. "Kazuki…you don't have to…I can take care of myself…" Kazuki quickly thrust the glass thermometer in Jubei's mouth to silence him. Jubei finally decided it was best he just shut up and let Kazuki take care of him.

Kazuki removed the thermometer from Jubei's mouth and shook his head when he saw the result. "Jubei you're really ill but don't worry I'll take care of you. I'll stay up all night if I have to." Kazuki whispered gently and he placed the wet cloth on his protector's forehead.

Jubei stirred. He felt his heart beat faster and his face getting redder. Were these feelings triggered by Kazuki's affections? Or maybe it was just an effect of the fever. But he knew that he actually liked the idea that there was someone there that cared for him. Maybe even someone that loved him.

"Here Jubei take some of this. It'll reduce your fever, but it will also make you a bit drowsy." Obediently Jubei swallowed two white pills given to him by Kazuki.

"Kazuki, why are you so concerned about me?" Jubei whispered as he watched Kazuki fuss over the washcloth on his forehead. Kazuki ignored Jubei and acted like he didn't even hear a word. Instead Kazuki sat on the bed. He rested Jubei's head on his lap and carefully stroked his protector's soft brown hair.

Jubei didn't really mind that Kazuki didn't respond and Jubei didn't push the subject anymore. He decided to just cherish this the moment. Eventhough his body felt dreadful somewhere he felt a sense of bliss. The person that he loved the most was with him and taking care of him. Kazuki's gentle hands were running through his sweat soaked hair. There was nothing more he could as for.

After a while Jubei felt the medicine working and eyes start to get heavy. He was feeling pretty drowsy. In the end he finally gave in and closed his eyes to get some rest. As Jubei was about to fall asleep he could have sworn that he heard Kazuki whisper to him. "You ask why, Jubei? The answer's simple. I love you…"

N/A: Wait…isn't Jubei blind? Why would Jubei and Kazuki go the movies?

Kazuki: Jubei, let's go the movies.

Jubei: Umm…Kazuki I'm blind. I wouldn't be able to enjoy the movie.

Kazuki: Well with you next to me I don't think I'll be able to enjoy the movie either : )